North American Detective: I am proficient in all kinds of American Iai

Chapter 336 Reinstatement, Deputy Chief Henk

"Cough cough~"

Painful humming and coughing came from the side.

More than ten meters away, Carlo hunched over and tried to get up from the ground several times, but he seemed to be drunk and lost control of his body. He got up and fell down again, looking embarrassed.

He doesn't even know what happened now. He only remembers that he was hit by a car. The terrifying force pulled half of his body and took off on the spot. He fell heavily on the ground and rolled a few times. stopped.

Dean ran over quickly, held Carlo down, held him still, stretched out a finger and asked, "How much is this?"

Carlo shook his head, and in his senses full of double images, he saw three Dean bosses opening and closing their mouths flickeringly, but there was only a sharp tinnitus in his ears.

He wanted to say something.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a sense of nausea surged into his heart.

He quickly turned around and opened his mouth to the ground.

vomit~
After the sour smell.

Carlo finally got better, but he was still suffering from the sequelae of the explosion and dizziness, making it difficult to stand up from the ground.

Seeing this, Dean had no choice but to carefully carry Carlo to a distance, and after calling the ambulance to explain the situation, he squatted down and began to check Carlo's physical condition.

Carlo was lucky, he was thrown out by Dean at the critical moment, and he didn't face the impact of the explosion.

But when checking.

Dean found that Carlo's left rib was sunken, and estimated that at least three ribs were broken. That is to say, Carlo is not very clear-headed now, so he didn't feel the pain, but it would be more difficult to continue to follow him to investigate the case.

He glanced awkwardly at the place where Carlo just landed.

A little too much force.

Carlo seems to have been hit by a car now, maybe the musculoskeletal body and other parts of his body were also injured, which is a little better than being directly blasted in the face.

This is also thanks to the open area nearby.

Otherwise, according to the strength of Dean's half-pull and half-throw just now, he hit the wall, and Carlo probably escaped the impact of the explosion, so he would have to hang up as a photo.

If that was the case, Carlo would be too aggrieved to die.

The aftermath of the explosion was just soaring into the sky with flames and black smoke, which was still conspicuous even in daytime.

In the distance there was the noise of residents at home and sirens from outside the street.

Dean squatted next to Carlo's body, looking down at his hands, only feeling a little strange.

"I underestimated the strength of my whole body before."

"If all the three attributes of my physique reach [-] points, and I sprint with all my strength, I'm afraid the average person will be no better than being hit by a car accident."

Dean murmured inwardly.

The last time he shot with all his strength, he was at the small island base.

Facing those inhuman experimental subjects.

The whole process can be regarded as rolling, and I didn't feel too much pressure.

So Dean doesn't have a very intuitive feeling about his current body. He just feels that his energy is extremely strong every day, and getting along with people around him also suppresses most of his body's strength.

Pulling Carlo violently this time, he realized his terror.

1+1, in oneself, never equals 2.

The three attributes, all reaching [-] points, boost each other, and resist small-caliber bullets, maybe it will really work.

Dean thought wildly for a while, then calmly waited for the arrival of the policeman who heard the news.

Now the experience value is depreciated and the speed of the turtle is increased.

If you want to upgrade to the limit, you have to find opportunities to participate in some big cases in the future.

There is also a way to climb up.

If all the policemen in Los Angeles are working for themselves, the accumulation of less will make more, and the full level will not be a dream.

These need to be tested slowly later.

About 5 minutes after the explosion.

A number of siren police cars arrived at the scene.

A group of patrolmen armed with guns surrounded the neighborhood of the lawyer's house nervously. At the same time, they dispersed the residents who were watching the excitement. They knocked on the doors of nearby residences and searched to see if there were any unlucky ones injured by the explosion shock wave.

The two of Dean were conspicuous.

Several strong policemen approached with guns: "LAPD, climb down with your hands up."

Dean obediently grabbed the police badge on Carlo's chest and raised his hands, shouting at the same time: "This is the police detective of the Fourth Squadron of the Murder Division. Someone is injured and needs rescue!"

Hearing Dean's words, several people did not relax their vigilance. The vigilance was not over until a middle-aged patrolman approached, checked the police badge, and recognized Dean, a celebrity in the police station.

The nearest hospital is very close.

After Dean watched Carlo being sent to the ambulance, he was left behind.

He can't leave just yet.

There was an explosion in a wealthy area.

This is a hassle.

Dean's presence on the scene as a suspended detective with a serving detective injured in the middle is even more of a nuisance.

So he was guarded at the scene, waiting for someone who could talk to deal with him.

After half an hour.

The old Hunter with a numb expression followed the two middle-aged men and came to the scene dejectedly.

Dean noticed the three of them immediately.

One of them is a high-level police officer.

Dean has some impressions that the other party should be the deputy chief of the police station in the jurisdiction. When he was dealing with the Lincoln Farm shootout, Munn took the other party to meet him. It seems that he is the boss of the bald patrolman Hawke.

The other person was wearing a suit, with a tall and straight figure, deep-set eyes, and a hooked nose. His appearance gave people the first impression, and he was not a good person to talk about.

According to Old Hunter's position, the other party seemed to be the leader of the police department, but Dean had long remembered the appearance of the prominent figures in the entire police department, and he had no information about the other party in his mind.

Two middle-aged men approached the first patrolman to find out the situation.

After the old Hunter glanced around, seeing Dean, a light flashed in his numb eyes, and he touched him: "Dean, have you gained anything?"

Dean briefly explained the situation:

"As soon as we found Barnaby's house, there was an explosion.

His mailbox was full of letters, and he might not have returned here for many days, but someone installed a detonating device in his house, and Carlo and I became the unlucky ones being entertained.

Carlo was injured and has been taken to the hospital. "

Hearing this, the light in Old Hunter's eyes dissipated.

He had a bitter face: "I was sorting out the materials in the office just now, when I received a call from the deputy bureau of Henk, I rushed here in a daze, and now we are all finished."

The gentlemen in the wealthy district are not easy to offend.

Although this is not a real wealthy community, the owners are well-known figures in all walks of life in Los Angeles. When such a bad incident occurs, a captain is the best role to take the blame.

Although the old Hunter didn't say it clearly, he looked at Dean and complained a little more. He felt that the other party dragged him down. He regretted listening to Dean's nonsense and agreed to join the investigation.

Now Luo's pension might be affected.

Dean noticed Old Hunter's hesitant expression, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

I want credit, but I don't want to take any risks. The mud can't support the wall, so it's no wonder that after so many years, I'm still a small role.

Dean also rarely gets ink.

He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, pointed at the unfamiliar middle-aged man and said, "This guy is the deputy director of Henk you mentioned? How come I don't remember it?"

The Police Detective Bureau has a special status and has jurisdiction over several departments (divisions).

A deputy bureau chief has a higher status than the bureau chief of a jurisdiction. It is impossible for him not to be impressed, so there is a high probability that the other party has just become a deputy bureau.

Sure enough, although Old Hunter was displeased with Dean's attitude of causing trouble, he still introduced: "Yes, he is the Deputy Director of Henk. He just parachuted into the police detective station. He seems to have some background. He is busy looking for opportunities to make trouble recently. "

Dean nodded thoughtfully.

The power cake is so big, if one more person gets a share, the others will get less.

No wonder this guy was so active. Even Old Hunter received the news before he was notified by the police station. He and Carlo got involved in the case through him and intervened.

talking room.

After Henk and the deputy chief of the police station in the jurisdiction had finished asking, they turned their gazes to Old Hunter and Dean.

The hook-nosed Henk waved at Old Hunter.

Old Hunter sighed and greeted Dean: "Let's go, this Henk deputy seems to be very interested in you. He asked me a lot about you along the way, so he shouldn't make things difficult for you."

"interested in me?"

Dean's eyes lit up.

He seemed to have guessed the faction the other party belonged to.

This time, the official may be reinstated through this case.

The two walked in front of Hook-nosed Henk and the deputy police chief of that jurisdiction.

Just as Old Hunter was about to introduce, the deputy chief of the police station in that jurisdiction waved his hand directly, and introduced to Henk with a hooked nose and a smile: "This is Dean, the detective of the Fourth Squadron. The detective who was promoted quickly, the current speed and rate of solving cases is almost [-]%, he is a very capable young man."

Old Hunter:? ? ?

He glanced at the deputy chief of the police station who introduced him warmly, and then at Dean, who kept smiling and said nothing, with a bewildered expression on his face.

Such a compliment.

When did Dean hook up with the deputy chief of the district police station?
Hook-nosed Henk listened to the introduction of the deputy director of the jurisdiction beside him, and nodded accordingly: "It looks really energetic, how about it, old Hunter, this case has caused quite a stir, and your ability is too weak, so this case will be handed over to you." Let Dean handle it."

talking.

He looked at Dean with both eyes: "I'm Henk, the newly appointed deputy director of the police department, Dean, I heard that you were suspended for violent law enforcement. If you can solve this case in seven days, you can not only go back Go to work, I can also recommend you to be the captain of the fourth squadron, is there any problem?"

Dean shrugged: "Nice to meet you, Director Henk, give me permission, and you can see the closing report in three days, but my suspension is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

Henk interrupted Dean with a smile on his slightly gloomy face: "Don't worry, I'm different from those trash, as long as you have the ability, let alone the captain of a squadron, even if it's a higher position, it's not the same. Can't."

Hearing this, not only old Hunter, but also the deputy director of the district beside him were a little stunned.

He is considered a high-ranking police officer, but he doesn't know much about the Deputy Director of the Police Detective Bureau who has just taken office.

Before Quadion, it was also because Patrolman Hawke was his pawn, and Hawke had a good relationship with Dean. He thought that it would not cost money to say a few good words, so he thought it was a way to buy the favor of a capable person like Dean.

But he never expected that the deputy director of Henk would make such an unreliable promise to Dean in front of them.

Do you really think the police force is run by your family?

These veterans, to their subordinates, are at best a big cake, and this airborne deputy bureau is just a dream come true.

thought here.

The deputy bureau of the jurisdiction looked at Dean with some pity.

Big pie still has a chance to come true.

make dream
This unlucky young man was afraid that Henk would take a fancy to him, and he was going to break the deadlock that no one under him could use, and he used Dean as the first pawn in the struggle for power from the police department.

The old Hunter probably also felt that the Genk deputy was unreliable.

He glanced at Dean, then quickly lowered his head.

At the age of 56, I stood like a minion.

In fact, Old Hunter's current status, to a certain extent, is not much worse than the deputy director of the jurisdiction. On the surface, the two are in a class where they can stand together and drink.

But old Hunter has no confidence.

It can only be said that the same is the captain.

The former captain, Meng En, can chat and laugh happily with the deputy director of the jurisdiction in front of him. Whether it is mentality or other aspects, he can crush the old Hunter, a helpless old man.

Dean looked at the people with different colors in front of him, smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to Henke: "Then it's no problem, I'll hang out with you in the future, thanks for taking care of me."

Henk laughed, held Dean's hand, and made no secret of his importance: "If I can see your final report in three days, I'll buy you a drink!"

Watching the backs of the two deputy chiefs leaving.

Old Hunter stood beside Dean, his head was a little dizzy, he didn't understand why Dean got rid of Munn's target in a few words, and hugged him with another thigh.

His lips squirmed, and he squeezed out a flattering smile: "Dean, you knew Deputy Director Henk before?"

Dean shook his head: "I don't know, but don't you know now?"

He had already guessed that Henk should belong to Amon.

No wonder Amon said that he could help him solve the troubles from the mayor of Saul. Even the Deputy Director of the Police Detective Bureau can be airborne, so his little mess is naturally not a big deal.

Seeing Dean's calm demeanor, old Hunter felt bitter.

Originally, Henk gave Dean seven days, but this bastard directly changed the time to solve the case to three days.

What can you do for three days?

If I can't finish it by then, I will have to blame myself, a helpless old guy who is going to retire soon.

However, Old Hunter didn't dare to say serious things to Dean now, for fear of offending the other party, he just turned the table and quit. He could only congratulate him dryly: "Dean, congratulations on your reinstatement."

Dean was too lazy to talk nonsense with old Hunter.

He patted the restless old Hunter: "Okay, Captain Hunter, go back and drink coffee early if you have nothing to do, I'll take over this case!"

"Do you want me to reinstate Lawrence and bring someone to help you?"

"kindness!"

After finishing speaking, Dean passed the old Hunter, put his palm into his pocket, and with a thought, he took out his police badge from the space, hung it on his chest, and patrolled around: "Guys, I'm Dean, and I want to be promoted now." Get rich, stand over here."

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Inspector Dean, the police station under his jurisdiction, even if he is a newcomer, he has heard the name Dean countless times while chatting with the old man with him.

Immediately, two quick-response patrolmen ran up to Dean.

Seeing this, the rest of the patrolmen could only secretly curse these two guys for being shameless, and then looked this way enviously.

The two quick-response patrolmen belonged to the kind of young people who still had progressive ideas and were not extinguished by the surrounding environment.

Dean nodded in satisfaction.

Good to be young.

Young people, obedient, don't have so many messy thoughts.

He clapped his palms, and after asking their names, one arranged to contact the property company in charge of the community to ask about the vehicles entering and leaving the community during the recent period, while the other followed Dean to ask about the surrounding households. Impressions of Barnaby's neighbor.

The fire truck hasn't arrived yet.

Even if the fire is extinguished, it will be very difficult to go in and find clues.

Dean simply called Lawrence, explained the situation, and asked him to go directly to Harry, who was still in the hospital, to find contacts and collect information about the Huaqing Gang.

The little patrolman, after all, has never seen the world, so he was made things difficult when he opened his mouth.

For example, when asking the property company, the little policeman who asked for monitoring information on community access, was given Tai Chi before he could say a few words on the phone, and was hanged up in a daze. dean.

Then the little patrolman saw this scene:
"Get out, FK***, you waste taxpayers' garbage, I will... ouch~"

The little patrolman watched helplessly as the white, tall and handsome Inspector Dean kicked the feces-sputtering man to the ground just after he was reinstated, stepped on him and threatened:
"Dude, do you think I'm talking to you?
see what that is

!It was an explosion, it was a terrorist attack!
And you, the most American citizen, are delaying our prime time to solve the case.

I have reason to suspect that you are a secret agent lurking in.

You are unwilling to cooperate.

At that time, we can only take you back to the police station in front of so many people in the community, and then find your company leaders and colleagues to understand the situation one by one.

Hopefully in the end you won't lose your job and be unable to pay your expensive house loan and living expenses here"

Not finished.

A business executive with four children, a wife, and a mistress, was already hugging Dean's calf, crying for his cooperation, and he must cooperate!

The little policeman's eyes lit up.

He seems to understand what is the correct questioning method for the Los Angeles police!

　Today my brain is finally back to normal.

　　The big brother said that I have less updates and less use of my brain, so the plot feels incoherent and difficult to write.

　　Tomorrow two updates will be resumed (as much as possible).

　　The reward list will also be sorted out tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)